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Chapter 1581: The Path of Swordsmanship
A thumb-sized figure stood in the void.

Although the person is small, all the meridians and organs are still there, and he is still a cultivator of the Void Refining Realm. He can transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the void chaos and absorb it into his own body.

A huge amount of sunlight gathered together and was swallowed by him, turning into spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish his body.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, motionless, for three years.

Three years passed, and with the nourishment of a lot of spiritual energy on his body, his extremely weak soul recovered a little, and his body seemed to have grown a few millimeters, an insignificant thing.

"alright."

"It will take quite some time..."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

After confirming that healing would be a long process, he put it aside for the time being and began to deal with his spoils.

Two flying swords, one black and one white, come from Taiyou and the Master of Light Sword.

The two flying swords were naturally attracted to each other and entangled together, refusing to separate until death. In order to kill the enemy in the sacred sword fight, the sword art went one step further and burned up the last bit of strength.

Finally, died.

Just like the countless sword cultivators who had died at their hands before.

A sword cultivator fights with sword for the sake of the great Dao, and dies without regrets or complaints.

"Daoist Fellow Guangming, Daoist Fellow Taiyou."

"I will carry your glory forward until I become an immortal..."

Jiang Ding whispered.

If one day he died at the hands of another sword cultivator, and if it did not involve the Immortal Sect, he would sincerely wish the winner to continue on his journey before he died.

"Your descendants,"

"I will take care of you."

Jiang Ding sighed.

He opened his mouth and spat out a six-sealing talisman that he had placed in his heart. He gently removed the seal and released the four people.

Taiyou Sword Master and Guangming Sword Master, as well as a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Golden Core cultivator.

Among these four people, Taiyou Sword Master and Guangming Sword Master are the continuation of their great way, and the other two minor cultivators are the continuation of their bloodline, and they seem to be equally important.

"The inheritance disciple is Taiyou, the inheritance disciple is Guangming."

"Greetings, Sword Master!"

Taiyou and Guangming Jianzi looked at the thumb-sized young man in green in front of them and bowed deeply again.

Any one of those eight terrifying Hedao masters far surpassed the strongest Hedao deity in the past hundreds of thousands of years in the Ancient God's Domain. They carefully set traps and joined forces to surround and kill him, but he was still managed to escape by a Lianxu cultivator. It was simply a fairy tale.

"Have you... become a being like the Sword Child of the Upper Realm?"

Guangming Jianzi was silent for a moment and asked.

A feeling of reverence and a hint of sadness alternately emerged in his heart, which was extremely complicated.

The sect's traditions and the sword-fighting he had been taught since childhood made him proud and excited. The bits and pieces of memories of his past master and mistress filled his heart with an invisible sadness that almost suffocated him, and he was unable to get rid of it.

"not at all."

“It’s still a long way to go.”

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

At this time, the strength of the Taoist disciples of the upper realm's immortal sect seemed to be guessable, no longer impossible to understand in the hazy fog.

It should be that the Heavenly Sword Swordsmanship in the Refining Void Stage, as well as the ninth-level sword embryo and the top-notch magic power and spiritual awareness brought by the near-immortal-level skills, crush any of the same level.

The first of these items will soon be equalized by the inheritor of the Great Sun Sword Art.

"Some distance?"

Guangming Jianzi sighed secretly.

Master and the others did not suffer defeat unjustly, and they did not die in disgrace.

The upper realm is where the universe is located and the center of countless worlds. It is a gathering place for infinite natural treasures as well as the Taoists and swordsmen created by the endless immortal wisdom from ancient times to the present. These immortal-like figures should be far away at the top of the nine heavens, ethereal and distant, and mortals cannot get close to them, let alone see them.

Now, in a desolate realm, a being was born who could catch up with the Taoist from the upper realm.

Such an outlier was born in such a barren place. "Are you sad? Confused?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Yes."

Guangming Jianzi lowered his head and said, "Master and Master's wife are actually no different from my father and mother, but they taught me not to grieve for the losers in a sacred sword fight, and not to resent the winners of a sacred sword fight. These are emotions that only weak, cowardly and incompetent monks would have."

"Sword cultivators shouldn't be like this."

"Sword cultivators should face all death calmly."

He felt extremely upset and wanted to find someone to talk to, otherwise he even felt that he would go astray and develop mental demons, and his sword heart would be broken.

"The Taiyin-Taiyang inheritance is indeed much more gentle than the Dainichi inheritance."

“That may be an advantage.”

Jiang Ding compared the relationship between the Great Sun Sword Master and the Great Sun Sword Master of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion and sighed slightly: "Throughout the generations, the extremely high mortality rate of the Great Sun Sword Masters may be related to this."

"In this world, facing everything alone, without elders or relatives, it is extremely easy to lose control."

"So, light, resent it."

Jiang Ding suggested.

"Why are you..."

Guangming Jianzi looked up and said in surprise.

He originally thought that such a peerless genius in the realm, who was born in a remote realm but could catch up with the terrifying existence of the swordsman of the immortal sect in the upper realm, would be extremely close to the purity of swordsmanship and would rebuke and despise his weak emotions.

But don’t want it, but agree with it?
why?
"You resent it."

"This should be the sword art of Yin and Yang."

Jiang Ding sighed, "Your sword path is born out of love, and it also gives birth to family affection, etc., but sword cultivation is a ruthless path... This is a contradiction."

"But no one stipulates that the way of the sword must be ruthless."

"Take the path of extreme passion. This is more suitable for you. If you have resentment, then just resent it. Why suppress yourself for the so-called pure sword path?"

"Kendo should be me, rather than me changing myself to become Kendo."

"Kendo is my way..."

Guangming Jianzi and Taiyou Jianzi were stunned as if struck by lightning.

They fell into a state similar to enlightenment.

If you stand at a higher angle, you will see that what the thumb-sized young man in green said was not just a bunch of words, but a series of insights into the way of the sword. It was a kind of teaching and sorting out tailored to the two sword practitioners' current foundation, state, structure of mana and consciousness, and sword heart.

The reason they were able to have an epiphany was, firstly, that they had accumulated enough experience and were at a time of great change and confusion; secondly, that they were lucky and successfully entered the state.

But the most important reason is the third one. The Great Sun Sword Master, who is known as a great educator in this area, has paid great attention to them.

Jiang Ding glanced at the two of them and ignored them, turning his gaze to the two Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators.

Ding!
Two sword lights crossed and hit Jiang Ding's cheek, breaking into pieces.

Even though he was seriously injured and extremely weak, it was not something that a Void Refining cultivator would take advantage of, let alone two Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators.

The two young cultivators stared at the young man in blue with resentment.

"The two of them are the continuation of Fellow Daoist Guangming's path."

“So I will cultivate them.”

Jiang Ding's consciousness swept over the two people and said calmly: "You may also know that your qualifications can only be considered mediocre. Even if you have many opportunities of natural resources and treasures, you can only be promoted to the God Transformation Stage at most."

"So, you will live a stable and happy life."

"That's it."

Jiang Ding waved his hand and sealed them again.

In the future, they will spend their lives in a small world. In order to prevent them from breaking the laws of the immortal sect and dying, Jiang Ding will set up protective restrictions on them, forcing them to stop before they commit a crime.

This is enough.

The Lord of the Sword of Light's expectations for these two descendants were not to be on the path of Taoism.

(End of this chapter)